Some Things Happen For A Reason.....

So.
J and I were asked to watch the G baby since the M's were planning on going to a party in the city.
Well.
Turns out they were invited to ANOTHER party.
A surprise party.
A party for a friend of J's.
A friend who he's just recently been reconnected with.
The wife of said friend, who was throwing this party, was told by Mrs. M that she had better not invite us because we were already booked to watch G.
Uh huh.
This, needless to say, rubbed us the wrong way seeing as how she made up this decision for us.
BUT !
We'd already agreed that we'd watch G and so of course we were going to stick to our word.
And so the big day came.
And we went over to watch Princess G.
And off the M's went to the party.
J was working on our cars and he had a quick question about where a tool was and so he called Mr. M.
And here's where the juicy story starts......
Mr. M tells J that the wife got the husband a STRIPPER for his birthday.
At a party where their family and friends were all in attendance.
At a party that was to be a surprise for his 30th birthday.
At THIS party she thought it would be a "good idea" to get a STRIPPER ! ! ! ! ! !
Mr. M couldn't talk because he wanted to get back to the "show".
J and I agreed that Mrs. M would play it down and pretend it wasn't a big deal---even though we were SURE she'd be mortified and pissed.
(Imagine what the mom's club would think ! ! ! ! )
*GASP !*
So.
We wait.
And we wait.
And they finally come home at 10:30 or so.
At which point Mrs. M yanks out their digital camera to SHOW ME THE PICTURES OF THE STRIPPER HARD AT WORK ! ! ! !
ICK !
Could've REALLY done without the visual aid ! ! ! !
She, of course, made like it was no biggie but I know better !
How TACKY is that scene?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?
AND !
To make it that much worse the birthday boy's DAD got a LAP DANCE ! ! !
EEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
WTF is wrong with these people?!?!??!?!?!
Wrong.
Just wrong.

So.
What I have to be thankful for is this.
I am thankful that we were "not allowed" to be invited to this party.
I am thankful that we weren't there.
I am thankful I didn't have to deal with that scene.

Even J thought this whole scene was tasteless and tacky. A real "What Was She Thinking" moment if ever I saw one !